Fine Art Print, 20″ x 16″, Bowl and Kerchief. See About Prints
This was painted in 1982. I was renting two rooms, one to sleep in and one to paint in. I had completed my formal studies as far as they would go, and I was testing myself to see if I could create a painting practice, on my own. That was about confronting all of the fears of being on my own. About making the work happen by regular ritual. It was about finding my voice, and taking what I had learned and been taught and discovering what to say.
I love still life. It is honest and timeless. It forces the painter back to drawing with a brush and the illusion, abstraction, of two dimensions to represent three.
This painting I still have. Many of the tone paintings and drawings from the mid-to-late 1970’s are just gone. Except – except that my mom managed to save some. I don’t know exactly how they came into her keeping. Maybe in one of my moves, I asked her to hold them. I can’t recall. But recently she brought out some watercolors I had completely forgotten about.